After making the list, Norman asked Ji Ruoxi to come forward to discuss the next matters with Xivar, and he himself came to Chen Qinghe's room.

After a period of exile, Pirno's rich face had been slightly thinned, but after a period of recuperation in the city lord's mansion, his face was rosy and plump again, which was enough to prove that Shival, the son of the city lord, was really good to them.

After Norman came in, he just nodded to Norman, and then walked up to close the door and window, and then his face changed, and he respectfully addressed "Lord Norman".

After these days of day and night training, all of them are about to become professional actors.

Norman nodded to Pirno's greeting, then walked over to the side of the bed and looked at Chen Qinghe who was lying on the bed, with a faint sadness in his eyes.

Judging from the appearance alone, the one who is lying in front of him now is undoubtedly the most professional.

I saw that Chen Qinghe in front of him was an old man who had been dressed up by his disguise technique, but the weak and haggard demeanor on it was something he couldn't make, and the skin that had completely lost its luster was not disguised by him, but Chen Qinghe's real skin state now.

He lay there still, motionless, and wondered if he were dead if it weren't for the slight heaving of his chest and the regular slight expansion of his nose.

"Did he get up today?"

Norman asked Pirneau softly behind him.

Pirno's voice came from behind him: "I only opened my eyes during the meal, and I slept the rest of the time." ”

Sleeping all the time......

It's getting worse and worse.

When he first entered the City Lord's Mansion, although Chen Qinghe was weak, he was still able to attend the dinner held by Xival with them, but as time slowly passed, Chen Qinghe couldn't even afford to participate in such a dinner, and his words on weekdays became less and less, and he had no sense of existence, and now it was even worse, he hadn't even gotten out of bed all day.

Norman stood in front of the bed, looking at Chen Qinghe's calm face, as if he could feel Chen Qinghe's vitality draining little by little in front of him.

The scene in front of him reminded him of the first time he saw Chen Qinghe, a man and a horse came from afar, blocking the entire envoy group, making all of them feel like they were facing a great enemy and trembling, but his mouth was full of classical Chinese, comfortable and chic.

Now from the body in front of him, where can I still see the shadow of the peerless demeanor at the beginning?

In contrast, it is even more bleak.

And it can also be seen that the dragon clan's magical premonition of its own death is indeed amazing: Chen Qinghe has now described it as withered, and if this situation continues to deteriorate without taking measures, he should be completely dead in a few days at most, which is no wonder Ji Ruoxi looks particularly anxious today.

There is not much time left, the refining of the antidote can no longer be delayed, and it must start tonight.

Norman thought to himself.

......

Norman they were in a hurry, and Shival was more anxious than them.

Master Hugo replied to his super speed on the same day, which made Xival overjoyed, and felt that his corporal Lixian had not done it in vain during this time, and the effect was still very significant, and then he did not delay, and he also sent someone to take Ji Ruoxi to the residence he arranged to build weapons, and Norman was also taken by Ji Ruoxi to go together.

That place is in the south of the city of Douala, not in the gathering area of ordinary residents, but a small blacksmith shop dedicated to the street - because of the special nature of weapon building, it often requires a special large furnace, so it is not very realistic to build weapons in the city lord's mansion, and Xival will specially state that they will arrange for them to go out of the city lord's mansion to build weapons.

In the same way, such a dwelling is not suitable in an ordinary living area, and even if it is barely put in, a large stove connected to the outside is too abrupt and unusual, so a humble street shop is probably the most reasonable.

After entering the small blacksmith shop with the door closed, and the servant who brought them to lead them around, Norman was even more convinced that Shival had prepared for this: although this small blacksmith shop was not a big place, it was small and full of organs, and in the upper and lower floors, there was a place to build, a place to stay, and even a place to cook, and all kinds of furniture and kitchen utensils were also available, and it was impossible to prepare so well in a hurry.

The first floor of the room is mainly a fireside building space, and at this moment many materials have been stacked in different categories, and at a cursory glance, Norman can see a number of familiar materials from them, all of which he has specially listed on the list today, and it should be that Shival arranged for someone to put them over immediately between getting the list and sending someone to bring them over. However, time is in a hurry after all, and the materials are not complete.

The servant who brought them with him made a point of explaining this.

"Lord Shival said that you should use the things here first, and the follow-up materials will be in place in the next two days. ”

Truth be told, the long-term vision that Syvar showed in this room surprised Norman a little, and slightly changed his stereotype of the second son of the lord of Aubrey.

Norman had a different view of Shival here, but in the city lord's mansion, in Xival's private room, the second son of the city lord of Aubrey was hanging his head like a defeated fighting.

And in front of him, the most popular celebrity in the Lord's Mansion recently, Miss Senny's dance teacher, Mr. Adolphus, was standing in front of him silently, with his side facing him, his hands behind his back, his body straight, motionless.

Adolf's face was expressionless, like the calmest of lakes, his eyes unblinking, and the occasional splash of color passed by.

There was no third person in the room except for these two people, neither of them made a sound, and there was a dead silence in the room.

I don't know how long it took before someone finally spoke.

"Mr. Shival, you really shouldn't do this. ”

Adolf finally spoke, his voice generally peaceful, only a little reproachful, but it made Shival's head lower and his body trembled slightly unconsciously.

"At such a moment, we need to be more vigilant and not make a mistake, because your unauthorized behavior may cause regrettable results. ”

Shival hung his head for a long time before his muffled voice came: "They...... They shouldn't have a problem, I've investigated it, and they are indeed from Jebel Danner, and they have nothing to do with Byron, and the original meeting between us was a complete coincidence......"

Adolf listened politely to Shival's account, and then said in a gentle tone: "Maybe they have nothing to do with Byron, but have you ever wondered if they are related to your father, Monsieur Aubrey? Of course, there is no point in discussing this now, my people are already watching them secretly, and even if they do have problems, my friends will not let them cause trouble. ”

He looked sideways, as if only then did he notice Shival's frustrated and frightened appearance, smiled brightly, and comforted, "There is nothing to blame, Mr. Xival." I've been in contact with them as well, and in fact you're right, they really shouldn't have any problems, they should just be a master craftsman who has been left behind in the people, such people are not uncommon in the kingdom, and I'm just doing this for the sake of prudence. And if you do that, it's likely that we'll get some sharp weapons, which will really help us in our next plans, and you're doing a great job, but it would be better if you could be a little more cautious. ”

After this comfort, Shival in front of him finally raised his head, but apologized again: "I'm sorry, my lord, after listening to your words, I know that my actions may have put you in danger." ”

At this moment, Xival's face was full of self-blame, and the confidence and self-satisfaction of the past were gone.

Adolf shook his head, "It's nothing, even the worst case scenario is just a minor nuisance." ”

Shival asked again, "Do you want to continue over there?"

Adolf said naturally, "Of course, as I said earlier, this is most likely to turn out well. What's more, I have seen the weapon that your brother treasured, it is indeed a rare magic weapon, and I am a little moved. ”

Adolf mentions Byron, which makes Shival suddenly think of something: "By the way, Byron idolizes you as an adult, and imitates you everywhere. ”

Adolf nodded, "I can see it, but it may be destined to be a sad ...... for him"

As he spoke, he turned his head back and looked ahead, his eyes sinking again.